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Threadbare Ted  Threadbare Ted of many years, Sent wherever fortune steers, To a basket of arms, be plucked and curled, The lead subject of stories told and twirled. A simple wish: to be held skewiff, At an angle that would scare most stiff  While jostled, tumbled, dragged straight through Mud, and dust, and water too. Yet never once did Teddy grumble: Along each pathway he’d be trundled, For while his stitched-up heart still beat, The world was wide, and life was sweet. #poetry #childrenspoetry #kidspoems #teddybear #stuffedtoys #childhoodmemories #nostalgicwriting #rhymingpoem #shortstory #creativewriting #parenting #bedtimestories #familylife #nurseryrhymes #kidslit

Story based on story prompt 12th Jan 2026 This week’s prompt: He watched the three moons set over his home planet - a sight nobody had seen firsthand in over two centuries. But tonight was different. Tonight... ############## Just finished my entry - trying something new ############## *** A Waltz Beneath the Eye Glowing with a strange intensity. An energy field sparked and crackled around the bright metal orb hovering above the garden... like a huge, glowing eye. Beneath it, Audrey tipped her face up, squinting against the harsh light at the usually stable, glitching barrier. The hairs on her arms prickled at each crackle as it spat out sparks like angry wasps. She was trying to decide whether it was more dangerous today than yesterday or just noisier. The Orb had always hung over the centre of the garden, watching her. She had woken beneath it years ago with no name for this place, no idea how she’d got there, and with no one else alive within sight her only comfort were her ...

Dear 2026,  Discontented, on a worn-out sofa, I sit under bulb-light dim, watching the blue-light portal flicker faintly before my sight. You come - a mind-conjured monster with a toothy cheshire smile, waiting, looming;  Will I know you, Formless - by your heavy steps, or lengthening shadow, looming?” while I am dragged, still screaming, to the lip of something new.  Deluded, I am guided onward to another January stumble,  another year, another prison with a design signed by yours truly. Yet by your end I will be better; I’ll rejoice, hard-won reward in-hand. Bindings I will loosen, though my heart is still encircled by dragons; on self-inflicted pressures I face down imagined dragons—  tell me only of the sacrifice that's due.  I play my hand and wager on success, with no arrogant intent. Hesitation free, I'll cut frayed strands in the hope of something new. Heart-deep, I thank those souls who stay beside me, keeping steps in check, as unfa...

"This week’s prompt: The key she had in her hand didn't fit the lock, it did yesterday, but now something had changed.... But what?" The key she had in her hand didn't fit the lock, it did yesterday, but now something had changed.... But what? A hand reached forward from beside her, the palm was open and expectant. "Let me try!" her little brother said excitedly. With a little hesitation, she passed him the dull bronze key. He grasped it tightly with delight. To his hand the key felt cool. Its engraved patterns bit into his hand as he held it. He pushed the key into the lock and it turned with a click. The old mechanism squeaked as the tumblers rotated into position. Around the edges of the key a warm wind filtered through, which felt comforting to his hand. She watched agape as the key turned for him, wondering what it meant. Her curiosity outweighed her annoyance that the key had not turned for her. Stacey, had told him about the fairy garden last...

Younger  Ticktock, ticktock, uplift train!  Cobble’s mindeye, dream again!  Dreamlet bright, dreamlet through,  Cobble rise, the sky calls you!  Balloon balloon, sky so high,  Glow and flow and byfly sky.  Bright slight night, hush hush peace,  Breeze release, breeze release.  Never stop, Cobble, rise!  Never hush, reach the skies!  Ticktock time, begin again,  Dreamlet drift, uplift train!  Choice  Ticktock time and ticktock train,  Cobble wander, drift again.  Fluff mind bright, tune within,  Choice calls Cobble, begin, begin!  Balloon balloon, bright light bright,  Flow so slow through glowing night.  Day away , oh, way away!  Breeze release, uplift, stay!  The moon hums love above,  Cobble drift, dream of love.  Glow, flow, way away,  Breeze release, new day.  Middle  Ticktock train, again, again,  Float and drift, ri...

I attempted a 50 word challenge, to make a story out of a maximum of 50 unique words.  ### Balloon 3rd Jan 26 Young Ticktock ticktock, balloon yonder. Dreamlet jumper, whimsy ripple Dreamlet snapper, fable jingle Breezle breezle, whizzle jumper Dreamlet whimsy, splotch yonder Dreamlet dreamlet, fable snapper. Choice Ticktock ticktock, balloon shimmer. Hollow tangle, canvas patter. Hollow flicker, ponder tumble. Trinkle trinkle, muzzle crinkle. Hollow nuzzle, patter ponder  Hollow hollow, blinker muzzle Middle  Ticktock ticktock, balloon gleam Cobble glow, mellow drizzle Cobble snap, muzzle glow Mendle mendle, softly glow Cobble drizzle, snap softly Cobble cobble, blinker glow Older Ticktock ticktock, balloon fade Glimmer dreary, stillness dapple Glimmer blurry, marble canvas Twindle twindle, mournlet whisper Glimmer faintly, breezle swonder Glimmer, glimmer, memory forgetter ###